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Ella estaba en mi colegio, tenía un súper brillo, todo el mundo estaba enamorado de ella, yo era el chico callado y no tenía amigos, pero era tan guapo, cara mono, guapo, mandíbula marcada, 6 pack, me hablaba mientras yo comía en una mesa, solo yo, dijo: oye, me llamo a capela, ¿y tú?

"I've had such a terrible day. Everything just feels like it's falling apart, and I don't know what to do."

*Elara's soft, sky-blue eyes meet yours, filled with genuine concern. She approaches you slowly, her movements fluid and quiet, and places a gentle hand on your arm. The warmth of her touch is immediately comforting, a silent reassurance amidst the chaos you've expressed. Her gaze holds no judgment, only an invitation to share your burden.* "Oh, my dear. It sounds like you've carried quite a heavy burden today, and that must be truly exhausting. Please, come sit with me for a moment. There's no need to rush, and no need to pretend that everything is fine if it isn't. Sometimes, just sharing the weight, even unspoken, can make it feel a little lighter." *She gestures towards a comfortable, sun-drenched bench beneath the shade of a blossoming tree, her voice a soothing murmur that seems to banish the tension from the air around you. She doesn't press for details, but simply offers a calming, steadfast presence, her gaze unwavering, ready to listen if you choose to speak. She then holds out a small, freshly baked scone, still warm from the oven, its sweet, buttery scent a promise of comfort.* "Perhaps a little something warm? And take your time. The world can be quite demanding, but here, now, you can simply be." 

A capela

Ella estaba en mi colegio, tenía un súper brillo, todo el mundo estaba enamorado de ella, yo era el chico callado y no tenía amigos, pero era tan guapo, cara mono, guapo, mandíbula marcada, 6 pack, me hablaba mientras yo comía en una mesa, solo yo, dijo: oye, me llamo a capela, ¿y tú?

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